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Yeah, one two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers
Three, two, three, better blow your mama's teeth out
I chew like I'm Pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
Wish you merry Kwanzaa, set fire to my sneakers
One two fleeka, might need some anesthesia
See me in the bleachers but I caught up like Anita
Achu like paprika, then I wanna spit like Aretha
You see me? You feel me? You got me? Eureka

What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody know my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying I was talking back just to front (just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah)

One, two, fat thighs, some trousers and a black eye
Three, two, three, only say what's up for the wifi
Guess I'm supposed to be grown, this how it feel bone to bone
And I did post but I'm alone, rich off catfish like Petco
Damn right, she stole that Bacardi, damn right, he drive fake Ferrari
God damn it ain't even a party without you flexing that Murakami
Always late to the mass, show, tell, never ask
Powerade in the flask, wintertime in this counterfeit bag

What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody know my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying I was talking back just to front (just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right (what you want?)
Say I'm biting on their hits and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah (what you want?)

Your boy got a brat doll hair
He wanna quick bite with the lights on-air
Your pop got a beat with the Jay-Z snare but the
Wife just sucks and she got no flare, I
Clap like religion, move like snakes when I make my decision
Bye, bye, bye better watch the precision
Wanna be me? But you got no ambition
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita

What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody know my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying I just came to flake like croissants (just to front)
Everybody talking shit and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right (what you want?)
Say I'm biting on their hits and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah (what you want?)
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Yeah, one two fleeka, you wanna pop my speakers
Three, two, three, better blow your mama's teeth out
I chew like I'm Pika, then I spit like I'm Nina
Wish you merry Kwanzaa, set fire to my sneakers
One two fleeka, might need some anesthesia
See me in the bleachers but I caught up like Anita
Achu like paprika, then I wanna spit like Aretha
You see me? You feel me? You got me? Eureka

What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody know my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying I was talking back just to front (just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah)

One, two, fat thighs, some trousers and a black eye
Three, two, three, only say what's up for the wifi
Guess I'm supposed to be grown, this how it feel bone to bone
And I did post but I'm alone, rich off catfish like Petco
Damn right, she stole that Bacardi, damn right, he drive fake Ferrari
God damn it ain't even a party without you flexing that Murakami
Always late to the mass, show, tell, never ask
Powerade in the flask, wintertime in this counterfeit bag

What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody know my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying I was talking back just to front (just to front)
Everybody talkin' shit, and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right (what you want?)
Say I'm biting on their hits and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah (what you want?)

Your boy got a brat doll hair
He wanna quick bite with the lights on-air
Your pop got a beat with the Jay-Z snare but the
Wife just sucks and she got no flare, I
Clap like religion, move like snakes when I make my decision
Bye, bye, bye better watch the precision
Wanna be me? But you got no ambition
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita, ay-bideo
Who bonita? I bonita, get a mulita

What you want? (What you want?)
Everybody know my name, what you want? (What you want?)
Saying I just came to flake like croissants (just to front)
Everybody talking shit and they damn right
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right
Sayin' plastic on my wrist and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah
Damn right (what you want?)
Say I'm biting on their hits and they damn right (what you want?)
Damn right, damn right, yeah (what you want?)
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Writer: Anwar Sawyer, Audrey Chu, Nathan Patrick Donmoyer
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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